i want to bake bread every morning. i keep thinking about the scene in harriet the spy where her nanny takes her to the junkyard garden. it looks like a scene through blueblockers, glasses in the trees and rosie o'donnell. everybody keeps telling me i'm crazy lately and i'm beginning to reluctantly accept it. i read the unbearable lightness of
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i miss you kdawggggie
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